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	<P><H3>Psalm 11</H3>
	<SUP class="vnum">1</SUP> Help, LORD, for the godly man ceases! For the faithful disappear from among the sons of men. 
	<SUP class="vnum">2</SUP> They speak idly everyone with his neighbor; With flattering lips and a double heart they speak. 
	<SUP class="vnum">3</SUP> May the LORD cut off all flattering lips, And the tongue that speaks proud things, 
	<SUP class="vnum">4</SUP> Who have said, "With our tongue we will prevail; Our lips are our own; Who is lord over us?" 
	<SUP class="vnum">5</SUP> "For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, Now I will arise," says the LORD; "I will set him in the safety for which he yearns." 
	<SUP class="vnum">6</SUP> The words of the LORD are pure words, Like silver tried in a furnace of earth, Purified seven times. 
	<SUP class="vnum">7</SUP> You shall keep them, O LORD, You shall preserve them from this generation forever. 
	<SUP class="vnum">8</SUP> The wicked prowl on every side, When vileness is exalted among the sons of men. 
	<p><b>Alleluia</b>

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